We were escorted directly to a large room, complete with a throne. An imposing woman was standing in front of it, surrounded by a group of people. Som... of them looked very familiar. They looked just like the photographs. I'm sure it was supposed to be a dignified occasion, but it didn't work out that way. Denise and I were mobbed by the three I knew, and just about kissed and hugged to death.The women were both still crying, but the man managed to say "Damn, are you a sight for sore eyes! We've. My mom has gone shopping with Aunt Ruth and Dad is still out cold. He won’t hear a gun go off before morning. That’s why Mom wouldn’t take me shopping with her. Somebody has to be here to get Daddy out of the house if we had a fire or something.”“WOW! You really played with it?”“Yeah. A really long time. The only reason I stopped was to call you. Want to go see it?”“Wow! You mean it? You sure he won’t wake up?”“He wouldn’t know if a train went through the house. Come on.”“Wow! You just left him. “What a whore” I heard Chris say to nobody in particular; I think he was just admiring the smuttiness of the woman before him on her knees taking Dickie’s cock in her mouth after it had just been deep in her arse.He continued to use her mouth for the next few minutes until his sperm boiled up in his big swinging balls and he grunted and his cock twitched in Fiona's mouth; and her cheeks bulged as his semen filled her mouth. He pulled out and three more huge streams of thick white spunk splashed. " Si Signora," I answered dutifully not knowing enough Italian to saythat I had no clean uniform dress left, my other two day dresses andseveral aprons were even dirtier and I was planning to do a seriouslaundry after the end of my working hours.I had to ask Conchita for one of her dresses, fortunately she was a biggirl for a Filipina and we were about the same size.Signora departed once more as I wet the coarse rag in my bucket andcontinued the scrubbing feeling the pain on my sore knees. I.